I was born to do it differently.  On my first camping trip at 10 years old I was sequestered from my group for talking and forced to sleep in an open field away from the safety of the tents.  I immediately realized that the moon was much clearer out under the stars and have been “out there” ever since.  Never one to say no, I have been to Mountains of Montana, Idaho, Arizona bow hunting and sleeping outdoors, fishing off-shore amongst the whales for giant tuna, skiing and snowboarding almost every major mountain in North America, racing motorcycles on international racetracks in New Hampshire, and scuba diving reefs from Australia to the Red Sea in Jordan.  Join me on this crazy ride.    Enjoy.  Laugh.  Comment.

“ Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of  arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming -Wow! What a ride! “

■     Hunter S. Thompson